likeabos: ([006] And though you're dead and gone)
The Summoner ([personal profile] likeabos) wrote2013-02-10 08:57 pm
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Contacting The Summoner

sO, uH, 1'M JUST SUPPOSED TO TALK HERE R1GHT?
sAY SOMETH1NG TO 1MPLY THAT YOU CAN LEAVE A MESSAGE HERE AND 1 W1LL GET BACK TO YOU?
r1GHT THEN!
yO!
tHE GREAT AND M1GHTY SUMMONER HERE, h1STOR1CAL W1NGED CAVALREAPER OF AWESOMENESS!
lEAVE A MESSAGE AND 1 W1LL GET BACK TO YA,,,
oR YOU KNOW, cONT1NU1NG CALL1NG ME 1N SOME SORT OF ANNOY1NG WAY,,,
1'M SURE 1 W1ll P1CK UP EVENTUALLY,,,
nO, rEALLY,,,
jUST PUT SOMETH1NG HERE AND 1'LL GET BACK TO YA,,,
1 PROMISE,,,
cynicisms: (drawn by your mongrel heart)

2/24; morning; text

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-05 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello...

Did you manage to find her once the chip glitches stopped?
cynicisms: (is it hard to wait)

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-05 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh...

I'm sorry.

Are you alright?
cynicisms: (your old blight)

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-05 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's frightening, almost, how his chest twinges in pity...no, sympathy...for this person. That feeling of losing someone is too familiar, it aches in his own chest. It takes a moment to answer.]

It does matter. And though I've no words to make it hurt less for you, I'm sorry.

Do you need anything?
cynicisms: (instead of rushing towards the skyline)

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-06 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Hope...it's a form of torture, I believe. Taunting us with that which we wish for most and then dashing those desires. And yet...even I give in, even after thousands of years, after convincing myself so thoroughly that it's pointless self-injury to even attempt hope. I suppose that, at least, that means you aren't alone in that way.

[It hurts to talk about it and it hurts to say since even speaking it means a certain level of trust in Summoner on his part.]

If you need someone to speak to about it, I have the time and capacity to listen.
cynicisms: (from a higher resonance)

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-12 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Am I really?

[There's a bit of a hesitation here, because he isn't sure what to think, or how to respond. A 'depressive rut' is exactly where he's used to being and he isn't sure how to escape something like that.]

I'd listen if you wished. But I'm not certain how to avoid a depressive rut. What do you mean?
cynicisms: (turns me to gold in the sunlight)

[personal profile] cynicisms 2013-10-21 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm uncertain if that's a good thing or a bad thing, with the way you write it.

It isn't a matter so much of wishing to take your secrets from you, simply letting you know that if you require it, I am here.
It's a strange enough thing to say considering I very rarely extend such an invitation.

Perhaps she had different memories from you? I've heard of such a thing happening.
order_disorder: (SPIT.)

3/8; text

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-18 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
HEY. YOU. TROLL.

YOU'RE REQUIRED FOR SOMETHING. IT'S VERY IMPORTANT. SO HURRY UP AND ANSWER ME YOU WINGED ASSHOLE.
order_disorder: (OF CRUELTY)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-18 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
WHOA. DON'T GET THE WRONG IDEA. THIS AIN'T MY HEMOTYPING. IT'S MY "SISTER'S." I KILLED HER WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER AND LOOTED THE COLOR OFF A PICTURE OF HER CORPSE. I ALSO TOOK HER UPPERCASE U.
ANYWAY. I'M VERY BUSY. AND ALSO VERY HUNGRY.
YOU WILL FETCH ME SOMETHING TO EAT. AND BRING IT TO MY HIVE.
order_disorder: (CRINGE.)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-18 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[A significant pause.]

I'M WATCHING TV. MY STORIES ARE ON. OBVIOUSLY I CAN'T INTERRUPT THOSE?
HOW WILL I KNOW IF JACKASS ONE FINALLY SNAPS AND STRANGLES BITCH TWO.
order_disorder: (SQUINT)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-18 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
YES.
YOUR PRIZE FOR RESTATING WHAT I JUST SAID. IS TO DO EXACTLY THAT.

ALSO? GAMZEE WOULD DO IT WITHOUT HESITATION.
IN FACT. HE WOULD ALREADY BE ON HIS WAY.
order_disorder: (GLARING BULLETS)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-18 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[An unheard and ever-suffering sigh echoes across Caliborn's apartment.]

WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT COOKING? BRING ME SOMETHING RAW. LIKE. A STEAK. OR BACON. OR TWO STEAKS WRAPPED IN BACON. WITH HAMBURGER MEAT BETWEEN THEM.

BUT SERIOUSLY. I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO GO OUTSIDE. THERE IS A SERIOUS RISK THAT I MAY PROJECTILE VOMIT ALL OVER THE FIRST HALF-NAKED PERSON WHO TRIPS AND SULTRY SPRAWLS INTO MY PATH.
LIKE. WHAT IF THEY GET OFF ON THAT? THEN IT'S A PERFECTLY GOOD WASTE OF BILE.

THE POINT IS. MEAT. I WANT SOME.
order_disorder: (AFFRONTED)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2013-11-19 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
HOLY FUCK. I'M NOT AFRAID. AND I'M NOT SENSITIVE. WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE. A WISPY LASS WITH THE VAPORS?

YOU WILL NOT SPREAD YOUR CHOCOLATE LIES BEYOND OUR MUTUAL BRAINPANSPACE. WHICH IS FINE, BY THE WAY. DESPITE THE RELENTLESS PARADE OF NASTY THOUGHTS. THAT ARE DEFINITELY NOT MY OWN.

EVEN SO. I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW. I HAVE BEEN A CONNOISSEUR OF PORNOGRAPHY FOR YEARS.
FOR ALL YOU KNOW. I'M LOOKING AT PORNOGRAPHY RIGHT NOW.
order_disorder: (DEVELOPING A HEADACHE.)

[personal profile] order_disorder 2014-01-05 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
MAYBE I'M LYING.
BUT. THE QUESTION IS. WHICH THING AM I LYING ABOUT????
OOHHH. WHAT NOW, TOUGH GUY.
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW THE MYSTERY.
AND I WILL NEVER TELL YOU WHAT CHANNEL.


[Caliborn doesn't like to hear that the chip is actually his thinking. He thinks he knows his brain pretty well, and this is nothing that has ever happened to him before, not even in the worst parts of puberty.]

[So he decides to just not acknowledge it, because that's way easier than arguing.]


ALSO. CALL ME A LASS AGAIN? AND YOU'RE DEAD.
IS THAT CLEAR.

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